Raiders of the Empress: My Empress is Too Small

Chapter 1687 The Living Soul of the Witch Spirit Goddess

Mingyou was pulled onto the swing by her, and when the swing began to shake, hundreds of flowers bloomed on the ground, creating a series of scenes, including the goddesses of the Wuling clan from the previous Bai Dynasty, and the origins of the goddesses of the Wuling clan.

"They are all a speck of dust and a drop of dew in the long river. Every generation of Wu Ling Goddess has a sense of consciousness in their blood. Although after thousands of years of annihilation and loss, the power of the Wu Ling clan has long been exhausted, but here is still remembered. , every inch of bricks and tiles, every speck of dust, is all about memory."

Mingyou caught a glimpse of many things about Goddess Dai in the past, like passing by in a hurry, like a fleeting moment.

Mingyou wanted to ask about Hua Su, "What about Hua Su?"

Qing Nuan didn't answer her, but just pointed at her, "You forgot, I said it! This is the destination of all the souls of witches and goddesses. I can know it, so can you. If you don't know, ask me It's useless to ask."

Her slender fingers flicked in front of her eyes, "Feel with your eyes, feel with your heart, and you will know."

"That..." Mingyou still has a lot of unclear things, and wanted to ask, but Qing Nuan has disappeared.In the blink of an eye, the perennial flowers, swings, and everything turned into pitch blackness.All she saw was pitch black, lifeless.

"Ah!" She fell from mid-air, Feng Qingqian leaped to catch her, and made her fall safely to the ground.

Mingyou watched, "Why is it so dark?"

"Always, it's just that you see things we don't!"

Mingyou, "." What happened to her just now, she seems to have broken into another dimension.

Thinking of what Mingliang saw just now, Mingyou said, "There seems to be a lantern here, let's light it up."

Changfeng went to light the lamp, but he just burned the candlestick in the corner for a long time, but it still couldn't light up.Feng Qingqian went over to look, Mingyou followed, brushed the candlestick with his hand in a strange way, and the fire on it lit up, one candle was lit, and the other corners seemed to be controlled, and lit up one by one.

Mingyou was startled, grabbed Feng Qingqian's hand, and said excitedly, "Ah, it's still not possible to control it by voice? Or is this candlestick turned into a spirit? Can it sense directly?"

Feng Qingqian tapped her head lightly, is this little brain stupid?

Mingyou was still excited, so he didn't bother with him too much, he touched the candlestick and looked at it seriously.Why is this candlestick the color of the deep sea? It seems that there are stars and seas in it. I blew lightly on the candlelight with my hand, but the candlelight did not move at all.

"magic!"

If at first the three of them thought that Mingyou was related to the Wuling clan, now they are more and more certain that Mingyou is from the Wuling Goddess clan, not the ordinary Wuling clan.

Mingyou looked around, and it was similar to what she saw in the illusion just now, except that it was empty now, without any decorations of different styles.

Thinking of what Qing Nuan said to her, you have to feel it with your heart and real eyes.

Mingyou closed his eyes and tried to feel it with his heart and body. There were faint laughter like silver bells around him, the sound of the door opening, and the sound of the woman sobbing softly. They were not the same person. They came from all directions. In this Goddess Temple every corner of the

Opening his eyes, he felt that his forehead was getting hotter. He reached out to touch it, and leaned in front of Feng Qingqian, "Did I get bitten by a mosquito on my forehead? It's itchy and hot."

Feng Qing touched it lightly, and it was a symbol of a blooming Sansheng flower, which was extremely bright.

(End of this chapter)